Jul 31, 2025
what size strap you wear?
"that all depends on your attitude. i'm thinking the ten incher tonight."
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what size strap you wear?
"that all depends on your attitude. i'm thinking the ten incher tonight."
( you should definitely date baby. surely nothing can go wrong with dating baby. )
starter for @demonidol!!
there's cold spreading throughout his entire body when hyung-min spots jinu for the first time weeks after namsan tower. his palms tingle as he curls them into fists. the hurt is still fresh, the fear of the hunters coming after him ever present. and, really, it's all jinu's fault, isn't it? dragging them to the surface, having them dance and perform before nixing their plans, risking their deaths. and he doesn't understand why.
fury boils in chest merely thinking about it. he should leave. ignore jinu, move on, avoid him. yet he doesn't. push and pull. escape and confrontation. hyung-min tails the other demon, following him into an alleyway. perhaps jinu is aware of his presence, perhaps not ⸺ it matters not. however, the moment there are no people around them, hyung-min darts forward. crowds him against a wall and presses his forearm against his throat, patterns dancing across his skin.
❝ . . . you have one minute to explain what the fuck happened. was this your plan right from the beginning? ditching us for your freedom? ❞
“You and your little rats aren’t doing much, are you? Ahhh, Jinuuuu…You’re not gonna get those memories cleared at this rate. Especially if you keep sneaking off with that hunter girl…~”
// @demonidol | starter.
@demonidol said "hey— look at me. it’s over. it’s done. we’re okay."
the adrenaline and the happiness she felt when gwi-ma was defeated and the honmoon restored finally dissipated. now rumi was left with the aftermath as she was backstage trying to piece herself back together. all she could see was jinu dissolving in front of her to save her over and over again. “you gave me my soul back and now i give it to you.” those were jinu’s last words and she can feel there’s something different inside her, but she didn’t want to think about that too hard right now. she shouldn’t feel this broken, he was a demon after all. but jinu was different, he was more like her than a typical demon. maybe that’s what had scared her about him. there was so much noise in her head, jinu had just died to save everyone and the world was still going on. she wanted to scream, but instead tears flooded her eyes and wouldn’t stop falling down her face.
she felt someone stand in front of her, but she didn’t even have it in her to look up. she can only assume it’s mira or zoey checking in on her. then she felt a loose strand of hair being moved and the fingers definitely didn’t belong to her friends nor did the voice that spoke. she shook her head, it was impossible for him to be here. remnants of the cheering crowd outside died down. then her eyes met jinu’s and there was silence, except for the sound of her racing heart. she swore she could hear his too.
“how,” her voice came out shaky. then more steady, “how are you alive right now?” hesitantly, as if she thinks he will crumble to dust, she reaches out and touches him. careful fingers caress his face then down his neck and land on his chest. relief washes over her, but she still can’t process what happened. “i saw you disintegrate right in front of me.” there was no denying what she saw, the image was burned inside her head. a thought occurred to her then and worry creased between her brows. “i’m hallucinating, aren’t i? i actually lost my mind.” her fingers grip his shirt tightly. “but i can feel you..maybe a ghost then,” she was mumbling to herself, trying to vocalize something that would make sense. if he was a ghost or some weird hallucination her mind conjured up it was most likely to give both of them some closure. “if you came back just to tell me goodbye again, this is insanely cruel.”
i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you
MY BABY 🥰🥰🥰 i love you more than the amount of stars in the night sky. and...
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@demonidol
it wasn’t unusual for periods to be a few days late, so initially rumi didn’t panic. then a week had gone by and the nerves started setting in. she convinced herself it was fine, it’s happened before; she’ll start a week late and be on a new schedule for her cycle. but now it was nearing the end of the second week and still no period. she checked the period tracker app on her phone religiously for the past week, trying to see if she mistakenly put in the wrong dates last month. if she was pregnant there were multiple things to consider; huntrix, the general public knowing, celine’s reaction, and jinu. though out of everything, jinu was the least she was worried about. he wouldn’t abandon her and even if he wanted to he technically can’t considering she has his soul.
her stomach tangled itself into knots and if she wasn’t so anxious she would have said something smart to jinu. a sigh, “that’s not what i meant.” she moved from the bathroom doorway and climbed back into bed. “i definitely don’t have any plans on going out in public today.” laying on her side facing jinu, she wrapped the blankets tightly around herself as if she could hide herself from the world. “my period is late, two weeks late.”
@demonidol con't from here (:
a new place - a familiar place, as they often are - and baby, of course, makes a beeline for a familiar penthouse. lucky for him, things are similar enough here that even the bedrooms have the same layout.. and occupants. ever so stealthy, the cat demon had slipped through a window unheard, and after... not very much deliberation, actually, decided jinu's room would be the one to snoop in. it was late, after all, and he'd be sleeping.
but then the door opens suddenly, and big golden eyes stare up at the owner of the room - and closet - himself, tail flicking slightly as he slowly finishes chewing on whatever he'd found.
"..That's my name, don't wear it out." crunch.. does the fact that he's been caught red-handed even bother him? doesn't seem like it.